HELP! I have plenty of fat days and loads of skinny clothes.

I'm being tortured by my skinny clothes. I've got gobs: blouses, skirts, sweaters and (worst yet!) *jeans * that simply cannot be worn unless I'm at my absolute thinnest, which is, let's face it, a mere few pounds less than my absolute largest. Thanks to BUF and his relentless pursuit of small plates and large desserts, these taunting, snickering garments are actually making me angry. I'm almost ready to donate the filthy lot of them to Dress for Success. I want revenge even more than I yearn to rid myself of muffin top. Do you gals find that your closets are, indeed, stuck with evil traitors? Why does this happen, and how can we stop it?